The songs and poems of Robert Tannahill With biography, illustrations, and music |
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BONNIE WINSOME MARY.
Fortune, frowning most severe,
Forced me from my native dwelling,
Parting with my friends so dear
Cost me many a bitter tear;
But, like the clouds of early day,
Soon my sorrows fled away,
When, blooming sweet and smiling gay,
I met my winsome Mary.
Forced me from my native dwelling,
Parting with my friends so dear
Cost me many a bitter tear;
But, like the clouds of early day,
Soon my sorrows fled away,
When, blooming sweet and smiling gay,
I met my winsome Mary.
Wha can sit with gloomy brow,
Blest with sic a charming lassie?
Native scenes, I think on you,
Yet the change I canna rue.
Wand'ring many a weary mile,
Fortune seemed to lower the while,
But now she 's gi'en me, for the toil,
My bonnie winsome Mary.
Blest with sic a charming lassie?
Native scenes, I think on you,
Yet the change I canna rue.
Wand'ring many a weary mile,
Fortune seemed to lower the while,
But now she 's gi'en me, for the toil,
My bonnie winsome Mary.
Though our riches are but few,
Faithful love is aye a treasure;
Ever cheery, kind, and true,
Nane but her I e'er can lo'e.
Hear me, a' ye powers above,
Powers of sacred truth and love!
While I live I 'll constant prove
To my dear winsome Mary.
Faithful love is aye a treasure;
Ever cheery, kind, and true,
Nane but her I e'er can lo'e.
Hear me, a' ye powers above,
Powers of sacred truth and love!
While I live I 'll constant prove
To my dear winsome Mary.
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